Match Type: Standard Victory conditions: Pin, Submision, KO, DQ or Countout
In what seemed like fates working against her, Alicja once more was booked to fight someone from the main roster. Not only that but this time it was someone who fancied themself a jobber crusher and while Alicja would not have thought of herself as such, she was just starting to learn after all and was being put in fights against much more seasoned fighters, she could not shake the feeling that it was about to be a very painful night for her.
A series of breathing exercises later, her nerves were at least somewhat calmed and she slipped on her shades as her music began to play.
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Alicja
She emerged on stage, standing in the centre and sliding her shades forward, looking at the crowd with a very convincing illusion of a confident smile on her face. " Following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, standing at 5'8 and weighing 154 pounds, Alicja Piestrzeniewicz!" She had to admit that the announcer was getting better at pronouncing her last name at least. Then she casually made her way down the ramp, handing her shades to someone in the crowd along the way. Then she walked up the steps and slid between the ropes, stopping in the middle of the ring to briefly flex one arm before retreating to her corner and waiting for her opponent to arrive.
A new display. No, a new offering, a prey on her table. LAW's sadistic nature sending her more and more jobbers was the only flip side in this detritus league. Perhaps the upper echelons also recognize this bloated roster needed some cleaning. And this new meat got Ina Rosenbaum herself teeming to take on that task, an up-and-coming bodybuilder trying to make it into wrestling. Muscles are one thing, but skills are another. Having more mass than the typical models and idols doesn't make you instantly fit into this world, and Ina would make sure this Alicja knows it! Ina Rosenbaum
Entrance Music
Soon, her music blared, and everyone instantaneously knew the predicament that would befall the little bodybuilder! Red lights shrouded the arena as the announcer beckoned. "Introducing next! Standing at 5 foot 6 and 135lbs, Ina Rosenbauuuuum!!" A woman covered in military black then came out, the black cape with red inside and golden hair that draped down to her hips was the canvas behind her figure. Clad in tight black skirt that outlined her curve, a crop top that barely contained her chest as it exposed her well-toned abs, nothing could compare to the grin she flashed like a lioness spotting her next kill! Ina walked down the aisle like she always did as if she owned that ring. Her eyes fixated on the girl in there without her permission.
Soon, she reached the apron and with a face that looked down with disdain on the excited crowds just trying to enjoy the night, she'd flick her cape off, engulfing the ring with crimson-red! She would then weave her body through the middle ropes and occupy the center of the ring immediately, shoving back the referee back as they tried to get her to her corner. "You look better than those I have fought before. Granted, they were idols and sluts." Ina coiled her hair through her finger, still unimpressed. "But you dared to share the ring with me, so you're just unworthy as the rest of them. I think I will enjoy beating you up and breaking you down!" Ina licked her lips in anticipation of it as she eyed her opponent's well-built physique.
As soon as Ina entered, the uneasy feeling from before returned to Alicja, there was something about the woman that just made the girl sure that it would be a disaster for her. Nevertheless, she was already here, there was no way out of there and one thing Alicja was good at was keeping her composer for cameras and the audience. When Ina got to the ring and spoke, Alicja tried her best to keep calm, only a slight twitch in the corner of her mouth betraying her nerves, not enough for anyone but her opponent to notice. "Well, we'll see about that, won't we." She replied, sounding much more collected than she actually was though she'd not risk saying anything more that could break the facade.
Soon enough, the bell would sound and Alicja would step out of the corner, slowly approaching the middle of the ring with her hands raised. She wasn't quite sure what to even do, it was pretty clear to her that her opponent had an advantage over her in almost every aspect. The only thing she could think of possibly getting an upper hand in was a test of strength and so she'd offer her hands out to her foe, if she'd even consider engaging with Alicja on that front.
The posture and the way they carried themselves emanate confidence! That flavor on a hotshot rookie of not having to doubt their strength yet in their fledgling career. Figure and confidence combined with a tinge of worry with the twitch in the corner of their mouth. Ina is in heaven! Proven by her licking her upper lip with a grin! "We will and I can't wait!" Ina crossed her arms as she watched Alicja approach the center in caution as the bell rang. Rolling her eyes as the white haired put up her arms for a test of strength, Ina would blitz out of her corner to lock up! Looking to use her momentum to add to her force to hopefully rattle the rookie!
Ina's arms would tense as she pushed, planting her feet to the canvas to have a feel of Alicja's strength. "You think you can overpower me, do you?" Ina would then try to pull Alicja by her arms towards her flying knee to the gut! And if successful, follow up with a second and a third! Each one stronger and accompanied by a wider grin than the last!
Alicja was more than a bit disturbed when she saw her opponent lick her lips, the feeling it sent through her was not unlike that she imagined a mouse might feel when it realised it's been cornered by a hungry cat. She hid it well though as they engaged for the first time, she knew one thing she could trust in a fight above all else was her pure strength that very few in her weight division could match and hoped it would grant her at least an early advantage which she'd certainly needed but though her foe seemed to oblige at first, the reality proved to not be so kind.
Soon enough Alicja's approach turned against her as the power she put to push Ina was turned into momentum propelling her onto the woman's knee. The first impact earned a bearly audible grunt as her trained core could withstand some punishment, the second was another story. "Kha!" A gasp escaped her lips as the second strike pushed her flesh in deeply, more than She expected leaving her open for yet another "Ghyyya!" This time accompanied by a cry of pain as Alicja was nearly folded in half by the impact, trying to stumble to the side and grab a hold of the ropes for support.
Each hit of the knee that dug into chiseled abs was a delight in the senses. A smirk formed on her face as Alicja yelped then cried right beside her ear. Folded as they struggled to keep a distance, the German could only follow like a predator on the prowl. Her arms grabbed onto their tied hair to pull them away from the side of the ring like a dog.
“Having trouble, Mäuschen?” Ina laughed as she’d press against Alicja in a headlock, making sure they'd know their difference in physique. The German would then use her other hand to claw on Alicja’s punished abs, her claws dug their way into the impact zone, trying to squeeze more of that sweet whimper out of them. With huff, spread feet for a secure base, a quick forceful tug of hair and a push on their abs, Ina would try to deadlift Alicja over her head! A feat of strength exemplified by her trying to keep her hoisted up in the air before turning around and sending her back to the mat in a body slam!!
